BEYOND Lions and tigers and Wolves! OH MY! Shifter romance as something NEW!

And here's where everyone starts howling about how awesome shifter romance is already. Chill. I kinda sorta agree with you.

Some of it absolutely is.

Some of it is typical alpha male. Only, with FLEAS!

But there's more to the genre than a story told with the edge of danger implied with wolf packs and mate bonds making the men extra growly. As fun as growly can be, it's the world building, the rich characters, the mythology given a fresh twist that makes these stories worth reading.

And like any other novel, the author's passion for the story shines through.

Sometimes that passion goes beyond the animals we've all become familiar with. Which is what I'd like to talk about today.

If you didn't know, I've been writing paranormal romance for awhile. Rosemary Entwined, my first published novel, has some creatures you've probably never heard of. And Evil's Embrace (Celestial Pets #1) has angels and demons, which are typically included in the genre.

But I'd never done a straight up shifter romance until I joined Milly Taiden's Kindle World.

Writing Tamed (Feral Bonds 0.5) was my first chance to really explore the genre and I fell head over heals in love with it. If you've read Tamed then no worries, there's plenty more where that came from!

But I'm getting ahead of myself.

For Tamed I let an old love inspire me. As a kid, I was obsessed with unicorns, like many are when the world still seems so magical. I actually wrote a few stories, which weren't horrible for a seven year old, but definitely will stay hidden in my keepsake box! lol

There's one thing the unicorns in my first efforts have in common with those in the world I'm building now.

An edginess that doesn't fit with the typical idea of unicorns pissing rainbows and farting sparkles.

My unicorns make most wolf packs seem sweet and domestic.

Credit for this image goes to ME! <g>

But they're still majestic and beautiful. Their society has some major issue, but there are good people among them, ready to break free. Much of the series will cover their journey.

Besides the unicorns, I'll also be introducing many different creatures in this series, while delving deeper into the lives of creatures you're already familiar with. I always write what I love to read and delving into a story filled an author's own vision of men and woman who are part beast can be sexy and scary and thrilling.

In case you haven't checked out Tamed yet, here's a little teaser:

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After putting a movie on, Zaire relaxed beside him on the sofa. Lathan smiled as he watched the man. He’d been telling the truth when he’d said he could picture him as a wild cat. Or any kind of feline, really. He stretched out on the sofa in a way that contrasted with his formal clothes, totally at ease, neither demanding attention or avoiding it. Lathan imagined the cat one of his foster parents had owned. He’d loved the furball, but he’d never been sure if it loved him back. Some days, it would rub against him, wanting to be petted. Other days it would ignore affection like it couldn’t be bothered with him.

He shifted closer to Zaire, stopping when Zaire turned to him with an easy smile. Zaire laughed, grabbed his arm, then tugged him close.

“Don’t ever hesitate with me, Lathan. I enjoy having you near.” Zaire idly stroked the back of Lathan’s neck. “I expected it to take longer before you were comfortable with my touch.”

“You’ve touched me a lot more than this over the past few weeks.” Heat spread over Lathan’s cheeks as he recalled all the times Zaire had helped him dress and undress. Had helped him get in the shower when he was concerned that Lathan would pass out from the pain. Always so clinical, so careful. The ‘touching’ now was like they’d just gone on their first date.

What he had with Zaire didn’t feel new. His touch was natural. This holding back, taking things slow, wasn’t. He wanted to rip off Zaire’s nice shirt, kiss him as he explored his sleek body, drop to his knees and…

A low growl escaped Zaire and Lathan held his breath, gaping up at the other man when he saw the golden glow of his eyes. He winced as Zaire’s fingers dug into his shoulder, nails gone to claw.
Zaire pushed him onto his back, rising over him, a deep rumble sounding in his chest. “You’re impossible to resist you when you smell like this, Lathan. Lust and need…it’s fucking intoxicating.”

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Thanks so much for stopping by! Do you have a favorite shifter romance? Give your favorite one some love in the comments! :D